The crew

17.

Following the tough and tragic events she and her girlfriend had to go through, the only thing Claire had in mind was to celebrate. And she had a lot of reasons to.

Fionna speaking in court and delivering her truth was a reason to celebrate. Spending a full week alone with her girlfriend had made Claire happy and in a cheerful mood to celebrate their love. And finally, getting back with the crew was a reunion that needed to be glorified beyond a simple night of group sex. Claire had in mind a huge party at the house, two hundred people, a DJ to lead the event, sexy boys and girls hanging in the pool, couples making out in the kitchen. Claire wanted a real event where all the crew members could party irresponsibly and have a privileged access to bedrooms for their own enjoyment. Claire wanted to give the crew a party similar to the ones they should have attended all together in Mexico.

And what Claire wanted, she obtained. Between her lists of contacts, her resources, and her strong force of persuasion, she turned her property into an open night club. The kitchen was filled with alcohol, a distributor of condoms was standing in the hall, the DJ was setting the house on fire, and the mass of people present was enchanting Claire. Her party was a success, and she hadn't seen a single person being bored or inactive.

Claire being Claire, she knew it was her responsibility to check on her friends and divide her attention between them. So she kept Fionna with her and started her little tour. The first one Claire found was Marcus. He was actively talking with a girl on the patio but nothing caught her attention so she didn't disturb them and kept going. Thanks to her high-pitched screams, Claire could find Mia at light speed. Her almost sister was perched on Naomi's shoulders and playing in the pool so Claire pulled on Fionna's hand to guide her inside to look for the boys.

Fionna was the one who noticed Lucas as he was heading upstairs so they followed him until they found him in the upstairs living room, surrounded by his classmates and friends from uni. That name crossed off the list, Claire was left with the hardest ones to find. Knowing the two specimens like the back of her hand, Claire took advantage of being upstairs to check Shaun's room. Empty. She tried Gab's room but it was empty as well. She eventually found the two boys having some fun with a lady in a guest room, so she closed the door behind her and sighed in relief.

"I'm surprised none of them has broken a table yet", Claire told Fionna with a roll of eyes and turned around to start walking but Fionna didn't seem to have the same plan in mind.

Claire was pulled back and guided against the wall of the hallway, Fionna's look and sensuality making Claire go nuts at this simple action. And when Fionna kissed her, Claire thought exploding from the heat and the turmoil that were both invading her body. For Claire, no one could come close to what Fionna made her feel. Her kisses were burning, the intensity of her eyes was overwhelming, and the purity behind her actions was touching. Their physical connection was driving Claire crazy but their relationship was going beyond that.

If Claire were to be stuck on a desert island and had to choose who to keep with her, she would take Fionna. Not only because she needed Fionna to function properly, but also because she knew Fionna needed her just as much. Staying away from each other was a situation that couldn't last more than a few hours, and even then Claire could feel the emptiness. Fionna was everything, and Claire was so deeply devoted to her that she would sacrifice her own happiness just to see a smile on Fionna's face.

"Come with me", Fionna whispered in Claire's ear, and she thought dying from the sexiness of Fionna's voice.

The second they made it to Fionna's room in the opposite aisle, Claire locked the door and let her girlfriend take the lead. After a burning hot kiss, Claire was pushed on the bed in a sitting position and straddled by Fionna who joined their lips back together. Claire didn't need more to feel the depth of Fionna's love, but she always needed to see how Fionna demonstrated it through other gestures. Through the way she undressed her, the intensity of her kisses, the determination in her eyes, the ambition in her flicks of tongue. It all drove Claire to the desert island she wanted to share with Fionna.